Angel rubbed the sleep from his eyes, groaning when he found the sun shining on his face. He still wasn't used to the warmth, the suns harsh rays, or the fact that he could actually do things in the sun. He took Daniel to the park, taught Anne how to swim, helped Buffy plant flowers, ones that grow at night, even thought they could both bask and enjoy the sun. They were called Moon Flowers. Buffy loved them, so Angel did everything he could to get them for her.

He groaned again and rolled over. Buffy wasn't in bed. He ran his fingers through his hair and yawned, knowing that it would be a long day. He knew it was every day, and it was hard, but he and Buffy tried getting Anne back into her old routine. It was difficult, mostly because she was resistant. She wasn't used to her body and she didn't want to be bothered with much. He found her to just be a shell of her old self. He swung his legs over the side of the bed and sat up, stretching slightly. He didn't know how to help her or what to do. Buffy was at wits end and she also had Daniel to take care of. But what was more important? An infant, or a child that just came back from the grave, with little or no explanation at all?

He couldn't choose between his kids. He loved them both more then life itself. More then the fact that he had his humanity and there were no repercussions to making love to his wife. He would do anything for them, and that was why he fought every day–for them. Sighing, he stood and headed out the bedroom door, going up to the lobby. He wanted to see what Buffy had planned for the day. He walked into the lobby, and not a sound was made. He looked around to see where everyone was, and he saw no sign of life. He figured she must have taken the kids out. It seemed like a beautiful day and if they stayed inside, it would have been wasted.

He made his way to the fridge, finding that the time would pass faster if he got his hunger and hygiene out of the way. Opening the refrigerator door, he took out the orange juice and then closed the door, heading then towards the bathroom, drinking it as he walked. He checked the time on the alarm clock near the desk, and it read two in the afternoon. Had he slept that long?

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Buffy walked with the stroller, and Anne by her side, holding her hand. She thought it was a great idea to take both of them to the park. Daniel was just learning to walk and Anne needed to spend more time outdoors and around other children. Buffy hoped that maybe if she made friends, she'd feel better about getting back into the swing of things. She held Anne's hand slightly tighter and walked them into the playground. Anne seemed to be resistant, trying to back out of her grasp; she didn't like being around people.

"C'mon, Anne. What's wrong?"

Buffy slowed down and looked down at her small daughter, wondering what was wrong. Anne looked at all the happy, loud and running children, then at her mother, shaking her head slightly. If she convinced herself she'd be okay, she knew she would be.

"Nothing, mom."

Buffy looked at her skeptically, knowing for a fact that she was having second thoughts about being around people, but also knew that they couldn't back out now. They were there and she continued to lead them into the park. They walked through crowds and crowds of people, Anne pushing her body closer and closer to her mothers, almost making it impossible to walk. There was so much heat and she was so cold...it was wrong. Anne shivered as a little girl ran passed her and brushed up against her arm. So cold...Finally, they made it out of the crowds and to a bench, where Buffy sat down, sitting Anne next to her, and turning Daniel's stroller so that he faced her; she was going to give him his bottle and a snack.

Anne wrapped her arms around her waist and breathed deep, knowing something was wrong, but wasn't about to say anything to her mother. Who was she to ruin her mother and her brother's day? Finally getting over her chills, she sighed, and watched Daniel happily try to chew on his teething ring, and Buffy got out his cookies. Once Buffy settled Daniel down and gave him his cookies, she looked at all the other children having fun and playing, then at Anne, who was sitting next to her doing almost nothing.

"Anne? What's wrong? Don't you want to play, honey?"

Anne shook her head. Buffy sighed and looked around, seeing that everything but the swings were occupied, which surprised her.

"Hey, do you wanna go on the swings? I can push you. It'll be fun."

She tried to sound enthusiastic to excite her, but it didn't seem to do much. Anne just gave her a skeptical look. Buffy smiled and took Anne's hand, leading her from the bench. She took hold of Daniel's stroller and lead both kids to the swing section. Anne seemed reluctant at first, but then, when she saw it would just be them, she felt better about going on the swings. Once Buffy put the stroller's lock on and picked Daniel up, she headed over to Anne, bringing her over to where there was one baby swing next to an adult one. She placed Daniel in the baby swing, while he continued to chew on a cookie, and then picked up Anne, and helped her sit securely in one of the adult ones. She held on tightly once Buffy let go of her, but then once she realized how close she was to the ground, she wasn't all that afraid anymore.

"Ready?," Buffy asked as she stood behind her, ready to give her a small push. Anne looked over her shoulder and smiled, nodding slightly; Buffy took that as a really good sign.

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Angel shut the water off in the shower, and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around his waist. He stepped out and ran his fingers through his damp hair, getting some of the dripplets off of the tips of his hair. He went over to the sink and stared into the mirror. Every now and then he'd look at himself, and then he wouldn't really wonder why everyone was always staring at him.

"I always thought you were so beautiful."

A voice spoke from the doorway. Angel turned around, so caught up in staring at himself, that he didn't even notice his wife at the door. She smiled slightly, knowing he wasn't exactly comfortable or used to the mirror, and seeing himself was something he definitely wasn't used to.

"But, Im not as beautiful as you."

"How'd I know you were going to say that?"

She chuckled softly and walked up to him. He saw the uneasy look on her face, but was too distracted by her to really worry.

"I took the kids to the park," she started, lifting her hand up to caress his cheek. "Daniel loved it."

"And Anne?"

"She liked it too."

"There's something you're not telling me."

"Angel, please."

"Buffy. Did something happen? With Anne?"

He knew. He knew something happened. And where were his kids? Oh, god, there was an accident. They were dead. 'Ohmygodwherearemykidsohmygod...' She heard him mumble something about going to find the kids, and she knew she'd better tell him what was going on before he went crazy.

"They're with my dad, Angel. I just figured...it'd be easier for us to talk..."

She looked down at him, seeing he was just getting out of the shower, something she ignored before, and only had a towel wrapped around his body.

"Look, maybe we should talk later. After you get dressed, I mean."

"No. You need to tell me what's going on now."

"Anne..she's...she's a slayer."

Angel's stomach dropped to his feet. It couldn't be possible. But then again...her mother is one, she probably was one too. What was he going to do? What were they going to do?

"How do you know? What proof was there?"

"She was on the swings, and I was pushing her. She got high and couldn't hold on, and she started to fall. But...instead of falling...she landed on her feet. Angel..she was too high up when she let go to be able to land that perfectly on her feet. There's no other explanation."

"Maybe...maybe she was just lucky. This might not mean anything at all. Its probably just luck."

"No, Angel...I don't think so."

"Does she know?"

Buffy hesitated. Did Anne know that her life could end again if she wasn't careful? If the vampires, and demons, and monsters that lurk in the darkness found her and she couldn't protect herself, she would die? No, she didn't know. All she knew was that mommy did that, and daddy used to help. Buffy promised her that Anne wouldn't have to ever go through that. And now? Now, she would have no choice...

"I don't think so. I mean, I didn't say anything, but she knew something was different. Angel, how am I going to tell her? How–."

"Buffy, don't worry. I'll take care of everything."

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"You have to do it. Take back what you gave me. I don't need it. Just make everything better for my wife and my daughter."

"You know if we do, everything will change. Your life, the past, and the future."

"I know. But you know what I've requested, and I know what I must give back."

"Are you sure? Do you think you know all?"

Angel's eyes narrowed slightly as they began to glow orange.

Hehe, sorry for the cliffhanger and the wait. I really didn't continue from the previous chap, but its still in the same time zone. Plus, next chap will hopefully be longer. And it will be coming soon! Yay!